Mismatched

Time to Man Up!

I finally got what Mom said during her long lecture, about needing maturity and humility and all that jazz. And those therapy sessions were just the thing I needed to teach me just that.

Oh, and did I mention that my therapist told me, during my last three sessions, that I needed to take up sports to put out my anger?

Well, friends, I took her advice, and I signed up for D. W. Bell's wrestling and baseball teams. And guess what? I made both the teams!

Go Mustangs!

Anyway, my three required weeks of therapy sessions were finally over, but I'd decided to keep going anyway, just in case. Nonetheless, I was ready to face Hera again and prove to her that I was willing to become a better man.

But this time, she was blocking my locker alongside a tall, hulked-up guy.

"Hey, Hera, who's this?" I asked her, trying to draw in some Mean Girls humor. "He doesn't even go here."

"This is Skyler, one of my best friends," she answered. "You should know that, but you spend all your time obsessing over Todoroki–"

"Hey! Low blow!" I interrupted, a bit pissed at what she had just said. "Just...just introduce him already."

She rolled her eyes and cleared her throat. "Skyler, this is Jason, my boyfriend."

God, this guy was tall as hell! He could definitely take me, in more ways than one...

His eyebrows furrowed. "JJ?" He looked back at Hera. "The one you used to tell me about?"

My heart sank as she nodded, but I shook off the chill that ran down my spine and continued staring at him with a quivering lip. A hot, tough, mysterious quivering lip.

"So you're the idiot who bullied my best friend?" Skyler asked.

That blow only made the whole lip thing worse.

"Used to, Skyler, past tense." I glared at him softly, trying to keep my eyes with his, but those damn brown eyes were too fucking much. "Get it right."

Skyler rolled his eyes. "I saw that little video you were in, you nerd. And tights?" He chuckled. "It was actually pretty funny. Plus, it had one million views!"

"One million views?!" I repeated in a scream. "That fucker...!" I didn't know if I should be angry or proud. A million views? On one hand, holy hell, that's embarrassing. On the other, a million views is a million views.

Hera kept smiling at the hot asshole, not bothering to call him out. Such a supportive girlfriend.

"Ugh, be quiet! I learned my lesson, okay?" I grunted, looking at the dude's somehow chiseled neck instead of his piercing eyes. Wow, Todo had some really tough competition all of a sudden...

"How so?" Skyler asked, cocking his head to the left with a smirk.

"The fuck do you mean? I got humiliated!" I shouted.

"Don't shout at me," Skyler demanded quietly.

"Yes sir." I quickly sputtered, surprising myself and Hera simultaneously. I needed to get away from that dude and fast, he was turning me into some stupid little... Deku or something. And he was the Bakugou.

I turned to Hera. "Hera, I take back what I said about being sculpted by the Gods. Skyler's an absolute fucking masterpiece. How's that even possible?"

She narrowed her eyes at me with a chuckle. "You good?"

No. Absolutely not. I hate to admit it, but I was shaken by this dude...

"I-I'm fine, Miss Kacchan... I'm fine," I lied, which was unlikely for a hot dude bad boy like me.